Not quite IRL - more like a family legend because I never met this particular great-grandmother, she died before I was born. I've been told this is an absolutely true story. (Besides, where else would a nickname like this come from?!?)
My grandfather's youngest brother was apparently a complete surprise. To this day his nickname among his siblings is "the tumor" because my great-grandmother (who at this point had had more than a dozen children - not quite sure how many because not all survived infancy) thought she was going through menopause but then went to the hospital complaining of severe stomach pain. They supposedly told her that she had a stomach tumor...well, apparently some doctor didn't know what he was talking about, because Uncle Charlie was born that night.
Now, honestly this was in the days before ultrasounds and such. But she'd had so many babies before this last one, how could she not know?!?
I mean, in utero hiccups. How can you not notice those? If I thought my digestive system was spasmodically jerking every few seconds, I think I'd be concerned enough about that to call my doctor...? And those big rolling movements? Anyone who can pass those off as gas is clearly in denial!
Sarah
Mommy to:
Carolyn, 10/04
Anna, 7/08
Matthew, 8/13